We spent the three day weekend at home, getting the last of the new issue of the Gypsy Journal ready to mail out, writing, and trying to avoid the cold weather. So yesterday it was time to get out and about for a while.
Our first stop was the post office in Wildwood to drop off a load of bins full of envelopes. When I start carrying those into a small town post office they always start going into cardiac arrest until I tell them they are all going out of town and already have metered postage labels on them. Then you can almost hear the sigh of relief when they learn they don’t have to some up with that many stamps (it’s a combination) and do all of that sorting.
With that chore put of the way, we drove up to Bushnell and stopped at Sumter Oaks, the Escapees campground, to drop off a couple of bundles of sample copies. While we were there I ran into Duane and Louise Wegley and visited with them for a few minutes.
Leaving the Escapees park, we drove a mile or so down the road to Breezy Oaks RV Park, where our friend Al Hesselbart has been spending the winter. We had hoped to get a chance to visit with Al’s neighbor, John Culp, one of the true pioneers of the RV lifestyle. John has been fulltiming in a 1947 Westwind Coronado travel trailer that he and his parents bought new right after World War II. Can you imagine fulltiming in the same rig for over 60 years?
Unfortunately, John is in poor health and wasn’t up to company. But we spent a couple of hours sitting outside with Al enjoying the sunshine until it started to cool down, then the three of us drove into town for dinner and more conversation at Beef O’Brady’s. Al is the historian for the RV Museum in Elkhart, Indiana and also the author of a great book titled The Dumb Things Sold Just Like That…A History of the RV Industry in America. I always enjoy spending time with Al and I learn something new about the history of RVs every time.
This was probably our last visit with Al for at least a year because he’s heading back to Indiana in a few days and our tentative travel plans are to spend more time out west and we probably won’t get back east again until the Spring of 2014. Of course, we all know that fulltime RVers always write their schedules in Jello, so that could change at any time.
Assuming all of Terry’s dental work is finished on schedule, we’ll be heading out ourselves a week from today. And right on schedule, just like the swallows returning to Capistrano every year, fuel prices are going up faster than a rocket from Cape Canaveral. At the Pilot truck stop just across the freeway from us, diesel was $4.39 a gallon yesterday. But what can you do? You only have two choices, you can pay it or you can park it.
Thought For The Day – The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist is that the taxidermist leaves the skin. – Mark Twain